Golden ring

Golden ring

Gleaming from a distance

She stands welcome to the

Father who arts in the.

Scared she might suffer again

With his hand he sat it on her

A gold gleam came up

The words he said were my children

Don't suffer they are forgiven for Their past and present.

I love thy ones who ask for forgiveness for I am the golden ring

Please don't be scared my child

Even though cancer was your fate

You are chosen to be here

I choose you for you

Do not fear I am the healer and you are my supplies. I live and breath to help my children

I am on the job twenty four seven helping the ones who need me the most. I love them as my own.

I have healed you to help fight in my army. You are encased to be perfect and happy with my place.

I am god the holy savior and the father. I have sent for you to wear the golden ring In my army of trust